Thora glanced around the large, expansive office they currently occupied.
It belonged to the head warden. The man in charge of the will guard’s operations on the willess world.
Thora had never imagined that she would ever enter this office. It just seemed so distant that she never thought about it before.
But now, here she was, in an office of such magnitude along with figures she’d once considered myths.
Due to the meeting with the informant, the sentinels had led them into the will guard’s base.
While numerous branches were scattered across the willess world, none could ever be compared to the main base in sheer size, nor in grandeur.
With the sentinel in the lead, entry into the building was the easiest she’d ever had in her life.
No one asked any questions; not even a single scan touched them. Restricted or not, every door was opened the moment the sentinels were sighted.
It was the first time Thora truly got the sense of hierarchy in the will guard. To her, the will guard was the closest to a religious order as anyone could find.
She could remember indoctrination like it was yesterday. The words they’d hammered into her being. Though it failed to change who she was, she still found herself repeating the words;
’Order is the backbone of existence. To safeguard will is to safeguard the planes.’
The will guard saw themselves as the enforcers, arbiters, and investigators of the middle planes.
They saw the middle planes as a dangerous ecosystem where unchecked gods, factions, and wills could cause collapse.
Their mission was to keep the balance by enforcing the accord. As Thora remembered the list of rules, she almost burst into laughter.
At the end of her ’indoctrination’, she had determined that the will guards were simply a bunch of overzealous narcissists who believed themselves to be the chosen ones of the universe.
Regardless, she’d stayed. It wasn’t like she was doing anything better anyway.
The sentinels had led them to the head warden’s office, after which they ordered him to leave.
Thora had found it baffling, and half expected the man to object. But not even a word of protest was uttered; he left quickly, as though he didn’t even want to be here. Such power!
’The sentinels, huh.’ Thora glanced back at them. It would seem as though their life was also filled with thrill. Now, she was conflicted.
’Their life... or his?’
"Face your front and focus! It’s starting soon." The warden’s sharp whisper brought her out of her thoughts. She turned towards the large screen in front of them.
Suddenly, it flashed white, then the figure of an aged man appeared on the screen.
’So this is the informant.’
It was an aged man with grey hair and large beard framing his face. Thora couldn’t tell if it was due to his old age or simply the colour of his hair.
’He’s angry.’ She quickly determined, taking note of the narrowed eyes and knitted brows.
"Kaino." The Warden greeted. "Thank you for answering the call."
"At least one of us still knows the meaning of competence," Kaino said coldly. "You couldn’t even kill one girl. One child! I delivered her directly to you on a silver platter!"
His voice rose.
"Are the Will Guard this useless!?"
The Warden’s eyes darkened. "Watch your mouth, resistance dog."
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